One of our friends feeds the homeless every Wednesday at a park in Santa Barbara. We joined him this week, putting feet to my vision that we’d work together to help others.
We brought cookies, but there was also pizza, mandarins, carrots, and water. Maybe 30 people lined up to receive food and we enjoyed serving them.
Our five-year-old daughter was excited about feeding the homeless until we got there. Then she was nervous. Still, we told her to hand out cookies. Once things got going and everyone politely thanked her for the cookies, she began enjoying herself. At one point, she even leaned over to me and whispered, “Things are really turning out well!”
The evening did turn out well: we met some kind people that we were able to help. I hope we do it again.